Rather Annoyed

Ok, I have Four things today that are starting my Tuesday out on a bad foot!!!!

1. Last night my friend Julie and I went for a walk. It was a great walk and I felt great afterwards. I wake up this morning to find that the devil (mosquitos) has literally eaten me alive. I have bites in places there shouldn't be bites. How in the WORLD do they manage to get under my clothes??? I plan to bring a can of OFF and the OFF clip on my next walk. They will not defeat me this time. I realize I am rather SWEET, but lay off me already. :)

2. I could not, for the life of me, fall asleep last night. The last time I looked at the clock it was 2:30 am. I have to get up at 7:00 am for work. Now, some people may think that 5 1/2 hours of sleep is plenty, but for me, I need at least 8.

3. Every week I attempt to do a beautiful French Manicure on my nails. I have a very hard time with this because my left hand is retarded and it is nearly impossible for me to do my right hand. I always end up giving up after about the 10th attempt. Well, last night I did a beautiful job. In fact, I was so proud of my nails that I took pictures and posted them on Facebook to flaunt my manicurist talents. THEN..... I freaking nicked my pointer finger. So, in a fit of rage, I just took it all off and attempted to go to bed. Maybe that is why I couldn't sleep last night, the frustration from my nails kept me up all night. Anyway, Jeremy is now fed up with my attempts at doing a French Manicure myself and has told me this "you better just get those professionally done." UGH! I just might do that.

4. This one started like "yeah that is pretty typical of her" but has managed to fester into a "I freaking can't stand the biznatch" Here's the story. My husbands son asked on the way to him being dropped off with his mother if he could live with us. Of course Jeremy and me told him yes. We would obviously never tell him no. He said that he wanted to but was afraid to tell his mom because he didn't want her to be mad at him. We drop them off and next thing you know Jeremy gets a call from the mad woman. Crying, saying he can't take HER kids away from him, he has his own family. My frustration is, he is their dad when it comes to child support and a convenient babysitter every other weekend BUT heaven forbid one of the boys actually wants to live with us- Jeremy has his own family. SCREW her and I certainly cannot wait until his son turns 12 and he can choose and she won't be able to do a darn thing about it...

END RANT.... I like that I can vent here without a debate of some sort.

I guess I should get back to work.